Growth

  • Nature

    I sat beside the river and smiled. It seemed a little funny to me that us humans believe we are the stars of this Earth show and that nature is here for us, rather than with us. What if we… Continue reading

  • Possibilities

    The possibilities are endless. The possibilities are endless. Dare to look. Dare to see. Continue reading

  • Home Alone

    I’m home alone, tonight. And when I say I’m home alone, I mean my children are here, my husband is not. And when I say my husband is not, I mean I’ve been keeping a secret, and that secret is… Continue reading

  • I Am Loved

    There you are behind a soft, uncertain smile, surprised that you are loved. You are loved. It is your expectation that has made it seem not so. You see the world and ask it to hold you as you wish… Continue reading

  • Open. Release.

    But did they give you a box of darkness? Or was the darkness already inside of you. Waiting for someone to press: open. And release. Continue reading

  • On Writing

    I write a lot about real life events. Sometimes I connect to fantasy and spin a beautiful story from worlds that don’t exist, but often I write from a place deep within. A place of memory, but more than that.… Continue reading

  • Somewhere Else

    Hello my lovely bloggy friends, I hope you’re all coping with whatever your COVID situation looks like. I have been. And I haven’t. But I’m still noticing small wins along the way, which make me feel a little better about… Continue reading

  • Butterfly

    Do you think a caterpillar knows, upon entering her cocoon, that she will soon die to the only form she’s ever known? Do you think she is afraid of the dark of the wait, or what might find her on… Continue reading

  • All That I Am

    Today, I begin the school of life again. I hold my own hand, soft and unsure, as I stand at the gates of the unknown. I am afraid. I am also deep within the stillness of unafraid— the beautiful tendril… Continue reading

  • Changed

    The skies opened and the earth looked up. ‘My friend,’ said the dry earth, ‘is trying to drown me.’ Days passed. The sky shone golden orange and the grass mounds of the south glistened, abundant in emerald foliage. The earth… Continue reading